Rough Draft

It's been a really stressful week.

For starters, the TA1 got me staying up late every night since last week. To prove my worth to not only the school and parents, but also to myself, I kinda pushed myself to the extent. Honestly, I feel that I've not done too bad for this term, though the results are yet to be released. However, through all the late nights and studying, I find the mysterious backache I picked up last friday for absolutely no reason worsened. It acted up terribly on saturday when I head down for cell group, and it got even worse in the morning on sunday's service.

I thought, it must be the reduced amount of sleep I got while studying through the night. So I tried to shake it off, and slowly, it kinda got better when I went through the exams on monday. It even sorta disappeared on tuesday, but all of a sudden, back it came on wednesday- the day the exams ended for me. With it came a terrible headache, and no, that's not all. I found that the tooth at the back of my mouth seemed to be hurting for a couple of days now. Since the exams ended, I played some basketball and went back to get some well deserved rest. I slept in the afternoon, and in the night too, but woke up for the Chelsea Barcalona match. Entertaining match, I would choose to wake up for this even if I was to choose again, despite the horrible day that was to come. In the morning, the backache got slightly better, while the headache and toothache got worse.

Thursday, I sorta dozed through class. It was so hard to keep my eyes wide, and it was no surprise as I woke up for that match. The aching got so worse that I was surprised I got through the lessons without fainting. The pain was practically killing me, and I went back home immediately to get some rest. To sum it up, it got worse.

Today, a friday, stayed back in school. There was a rugby match, a highly anticpiated cone which drew a great mass of people from different over school over. Another entertaining match, our rugby team did exceptionally well, and oh, did we celebrate when the final whistle blew. Went for some soccer after that, and I got into a nasty clash with my friend. The clash got my shin badly hurt, but I brushed it off after a while. However, when I got back home and took a closer look, it appears to be quite serious. It's throbbing and swollen, and I've got a feeling it'd develop into some blue-black tomorrow. And no, my aching wasn't any much better.

So here I am, posting down every single detail of the week. The headache's still there, the toothache seems to get worse by the minute, while the backache's sure to last for quite some time. I don't know how much more I can take this pain, but I'm gonna break soon. I've got a match in the morning tomorrow, and I hope to do well. After which, I've got prayer meeting to go to, and I won't be home that early.

I'm off to get some rest, maybe some sleep to keep me fresh for tomorrow's game. I've yet to eat, but judging by the condition of my body, it'd be a wonder if I can even last through dinner.